We come on the sloop John B.,
My grandfather an me.
Round Nassau town we did roam.
Drinking all night, got into a fight.
I feel so break up, I wanna go home.
So hoist up the John B. sails. See how the mainsail sets.
Send for the captain ashore, I wanna go home.
O let me go home, please let me go home,
I feel so break up, I wanna go home.
Well the first mate he got drunk,
Broke up the people's trunk.
Constable had to come, and take him away.
Sheriff John Stone, please leave me alone.
I feel so break up, I wanna go home.
So hoist up the John B. sails. See how the mainsail sets.
Send for the captain ashore, I wanna go home.
O let me go home, please let me go home,
I feel so break up, I wanna go home.
The cook he got the fits, Threw away all of my grits.
Then he went and ate up all of my corn.
O let me go home, please let me go home.
This is the worst trip I 've ever been on.
So hoist up the John B. sails. See how the mainsail sets.
Send for the captain ashore, I wanna go home.
O let me go home, please let me go home,
I feel so break up,
I wanna gooooo….
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